"Young master, this is where Miss Xiao stays!" Secretary Wang gave the address to Yan Siming. It was not that hard to find someone's address.
Yan Siming accepted the note. His lips curled into a devilish smile, and he ordered, "Go and order 99 roses. Send them over tomorrow!"
Secretary Wang replied respectfully, "Yes, Young Master!"
After Secretary Wang Left, Yan Siming toyed with the note and smiled playfully, "Xiao Lingyu, let's see how long you can hold out."
Yan Siming had confidence in his charm. Putting aside his background, he was good-looking and muscular. He was a walking Adonis.
...
Xiao Lingyu sat dazed on the sofa. She kept muttering, "What's going on? Did I imagine everything? If I didn't, how do I get back there? How do I enter the place?"
As Xiao Lingyu muttered to herself, she turned the jade pendant around her neck. As she said the word, 'enter', the world around her shifted.
